1981 Helicopter skiing in Canada. One Great trip. Patti, Kirt Carlson, Steve, and David.
Postcard. Each group would come down together in a swath. When the bowl was tracked up we would be flown to another area. Always in pure power. I would be exhausted at the bottom of the run and look forward to some recovery time, but we no sooner sat down than another copter would appear from nowhere and we would soon be at the top again.
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